Back to Seattle, I go. I was sad, but not overly sad. What I was most sad about was leaving S behind.
It was barely 5AM when S kissed me goodbye. He, and the majority of the group, were leaving for the next destination, and on the way, they were going white water rafting. Everyone was VERY excited about this. I was mildly sad I wasn’t going. I had only been once many, many, many years ago, and it didn’t go very well. It was cold, and rough, and our raft flipped and we lost our guide. It was all traumatic, and since then I have had no desire to go again. But, I think it’s time to go and get over this fear. Not in Costa Rica, this time, however.
So, I sadly said goodbye to S, and fell back asleep for a couple of hours. I was getting a ride to the airport with a couple in our group who was also heading home. A van drove us the couple of hours to the airport in San Jose. I was tired and desperately wanted to sleep, but I didn’t want to miss my last views of Costa Rica. So, I snoozed a bit, and stared out the window a bit.
I got to the airport with plenty of time to spare and did some souvenir shopping and ate. I already missed S a lot, and wasn’t sure when I would talk to him again.
I slept most of my flight to Houston, and breezed through customs once I got there thanks to GOES. I recommend becoming a global entry trusted traveler to ANYONE who travels internationally. No custom lines at all. I had a short layover, and then watched a great movie from Houston to Seattle: Life in a Day.
I was back in cold Seattle. I was indifferent about being home, really. I had a great time in Costa Rica, visiting a part of the world I had always wanted to see. I met some amazing people, witnessed an incredible wedding, took part in some wild adventures, laughed, cried, got to know myself better, got to know S better, ate some great food, and made some priceless memories. I was more sad about being away from the group and from S than from actually not being in Costa Rica anymore. It was the people I was with who made the trip so memorable, and I look forward to the next time we all get together. A part of me was actually happy to be home. I was excited to see my friends, to run the race Sunday, to see my family, to go to yoga, to see Baby H, to sleep, and to get back to my hectic routine. This trip was a trip of a lifetime, and I am so grateful I was able to be a part of it. 🙂
My favorites from the trip:
Day: Beach Day with S in Mal Pais
Dinner: (this was TOUGH to choose we had so much amazing food) Brisas del Mar
Town: Mal Pais
Bar: Da Mon Key
Relaxing activity: Hot springs
Run: 8 mile mud run in Mal Pais
Breakfast: The Common Cup in Monteverde
Group Activity: Hot springs
Moment: The wedding ceremony
Funniest: The guys in our group performing Thunder from Down Under in the hot springs. 🙂
Scariest: Monkey grabbing bracelets off my wrist
Lunch: Da Mon Key
Wildest: Both nights at Da Mon Key
Coffee: The Common Cup
Dessert: Brisas del Mar
Drink: Smoothies in Mal Pais
Saddest (?) but also pretty funny: Finance falling in the ditch